Margalla Marauder

Reigns and Chains [Wrote it for my college magazine about 2 years back. They never published it. Guess blogger has no problems with it :)  Only for muslims with deep understanding of religion] Tahir: Assalam-o-AlaikumwaRehmatullah bro… How are ya? Salman: Wa-alaikumusSalaamwaRehmatullahiwaBaraaktuh. I’m fine, Alhamdulilllah. U? Tahir: Me too, Alhamdulillah. (They smile at each other for a while; a relaxed calm look in both their eyes) Salman: let us find a place to sit somewhere. (He grabs Tahir’s hand, who follows effortlessly) (Both are sitting cross legged on the tiled floor) Salman: So, how are you? Tahir: (his smile spreads and bows his head) Not doing so well… you? Salman: (simply) Alhamdulillah! Tahir: Great… (They remain silent for a while) Salman: How’s it going? Tahir: Ah! The same routine essentially… (Silence) Salman: (Throwing Tahir a calculating look). How is your comrade? Tahir: That , my friend, is the real pro...

Love versus Love [ I wrote this back when i was a teenager. One views the world quite differently back then. It was a good theme nevertheless, even though it seems trivial now. But teenage hormones are rdiculously strong :) Hope you enjoy it and it changes you, even if a bit] The cool air brushed his hair as he walked through street 17. Saad was alone. His best friend, Tahir, wasn’t with him tonight as his paternal relatives were invited at his place on dinner. He was about to turn the corner towards the fields, when he heard the door of his friend’s house open. Although it was a moonless night, the light emanating from the windows enabled Saad to recognize the silhouette of a girl coming out of the house. He was about to turn away when, to his astonishment, came out another figure that Saad could not mistake. Tahir, a tall boy in his late teens, wearing a shining kurta shalwar and supporting a young beard, walked the length of his house and turned into the shadows bes...